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Victimo.3:Quasimodo-4 (3 / 5)

作者:微醺的梦 最后更新:2026/2/28 14:16:25
        Theflushed,veinedshaftstrainedagainstherpalefingers,itsgirthremiofakingoystermushroom.Atthetip,theslitpulsedfaintlywithhisheartbeat,aglisteningbeadofmoisturewellingattheedge.

        Thest—musky,sharpwithsalt—drewherin.Beforeshecouldsed-guessherself,hertoedout,catgthedroplet.

        Julianjerkedasifstruckbylightning.Hishaoherhead,fianglinginherhair,notpushingheraway,notpullinghercloser,justanchhimself.

        Reyagncedup,takinginthewayhisbodyarchedagainstthecouch,everymusclelockedtight.Awickedsmilecurledherlipsbeforeshepartedthem,sinkingdown.

        Hersmallmouthcouldonlytaketheheadofhim,hertonguefligpyfullyalongtheridgedunderside,tragslow,teasingcircles.

        Julianchokedbackagroan,hishipsjerkinginvoluntarilyasheatcoiledtightinhisgut.Theairthiedwithsomethingheady,cloyinga,likecrushedpetals,likesaltandmusk.

        Hisskinburned.Hiscockached.Everynervescreamedformore,more—

        Hisfiangledinherhair,tighteninginstinctivelyashearchedup,seekingdeeperintothatwet,weli.

        Reyayieldedtothepressure,takinghimasfarasshecould.Buthewastoomuch,stretgherlipswide,thethigthpressingthebackofherthroatuntilhervisionblurred.Gagging,shepulledbackjustenoughtogasp,salivasligher.

        Julianbarelyregisteredherstruggle.Theinstanthermouthretreated,thelosswasunbearable.Needoverrodethought.

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